I am a married woman in her 30s... how awful does that sound - ok, how about... I am a sarcastic 32 year old married woman with a bun in the oven. I have a fantastic dog who has an evil pet cat. My husband and I bought a house 2 years ago and have been doing major renovations since then.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Great weekend!

32 weeks +4 days

I had a fantastic weekend. J was away for the weekend and I had the house to myself. Sounds awful to say but I was really looking forward to a weekend of doing whatever I wanted all by myself. It's odd, because I'd do whatever I wanted on the weekend had J been home, but somehow this was better.
I cleaned a bit then garage saled a bit - finding a new heavy duty sewing machine that goes through denim like buttah... for only $8! I got 3 prego books or baby development books - all together for only $1.25, some work gloves for $1 each and some bbq tools still in the box for $3. I felt like I did well. I got dog food, dog pills, ear stuff for the dog, baby clothes for a friend who just had a baby, and some other gifts for another friend. I packaged up the gift for my friend in Alabama - a baby gift that is 3 months late and am waiting for J to sign the card for the other baby gift. I got lots of stuff on my list finished which made me feel a bit in control of what I have to do.

I was also going to organize all the baby crap, get my car fixed, get my car cleaned and also reinsured - none of which happened... the mechanic wasn't open, it was too hot to drive my car to the cleaner and who could be bothered to get it reinsured on a sunday.... plus I had some napping to take care of that day.

I've decided that I should at least think about packing my hospital bag. J scoffed at me but you never do know... and how pissed would I be to have to rush to the hospital without my toothbrush or god forbid... my slippers. Imagine the germs on the floor of those bathrooms.. arg. I might have to bring my flip flops instead of slippers - they would be disinfected more easily. I think the baby got bigger this weekend, I am more bunched (if even possible) and just seem to be that much more gigantic. It's a huge effort to turn over in bed now and I wait until my one side is really dead before I make the move. Oh, and the heartburn has begun... I'm loving those flavoured Tumms. Here's hoping it passes soon.


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